A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading my story! Special thanks to jarek przygodzki, rya13, Junee, CrazyR, Purple Feather 1, Magnus, TwiliteFan, thelauers918, and Jaylee6789 for adding my story to favorites! This is just the short ending to Spontaneous Combustion. Enjoy :)!

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, but a hug from McGee will suffice.

After a full day of filling out case reports and glancing over cold cases, the team wearily filed everything away and headed to the elevator. They took two more stops, adding Abby and Jimmy to their party.

"Where are Gibbs and Ducky? Aren't they going home?" Ginny asked.

"Dr. Mallard always leaves later." Jimmy answered. "He likes to put everything away himself."

"Gibbs will leave later. It takes him a bit longer to put everything up—not using a computer and all. Afterwards, when he gets home, he'll work on his boat and drink bourbon." Tony explained. Ginny nodded, deciding not to question it further. They reached the ground floor and walked to their cars. "Ziva and I are going to the Oyster Lounge. Want to come?"

"Yeah, I'll meet you there." Abby responded excitedly. "Jimmy, you coming?"

Jimmy appeared stunned for a moment before his face split into a grin.

"Sounds great. What about Ginny and McGee?" McGee leaned over and whispered to Ginny.

"We're going to sit this one out. Maybe another time." She replied smiling. The rest of the team waved goodbye and drove off. Ginny and Tim loitered until they are gone then headed towards their cars. Tim took Ginny's hand in his own and interlaced their fingers. "You know, I should probably take my motorcycle home before our date." McGee looked temporarily shocked as he notices the silver bike parked a few yards away.

"You drive a motorcycle?" He inquired.

"Yes. It's a lot more convenient and easier to avoid traffic."

"Didn't you get coffee earlier today?"

"I've had it for a while—I'm quite good at driving it now. I also have a car though."

"When do you drive that?"

"Days I have to pick up groceries." Tim laughed lightly. "What?"

"I didn't see you as the kind of girl to ride a motorcycle."

"Oh, I can be very surprising." Reaching the motorcycle, Ginny zipped up the tan leather jacket that had been stowed under the seat. "So where are we going?"

"I'll pick you up at your place. Where is it?" Ginny gave him the address and he sat down in his Porsche.

"A Porsche?" Ginny asked in awe.

"Yeah, the royalties from my book helped with that. The government's a bit of a Scrooge when it comes to paychecks." They both chuckled. Ginny hopped on her motorcycle and started the engine. A soft rumble emanated from it. "Speaking of my book, I've been giving some thought to your character's name. How does Georgia Carmel sound?"

"I'll have to think about it." Ginny replied, swiping the kickstand off the ground with a touch of her heel.

"You're riding that in heels? With no helmet?" Tim asked concernedly as he started his Porsche.

"Like I said, I'm quite good at driving it." Smirking, Ginny zoomed through the parking lot and disappeared into night's cape of shadows, leaving the flash of her tail lights behind her.

That's the end! Do you think I ended it well? Also, I know nothing about motorcycles. Finally here is the link to Magician's Cocktail: .net/s/6758347/1/Magicians_Cocktail. Don't forget to review!